Muted - Zeena Parkins

Cerca, más cerca

En otro planeta

Mi cabeza es un telescopio

Se va alejando para definir

Y asi magnificar el infinito de tu miedo

Tú fugaz, yo detrás

Tú quizás, yo jamás

Tú hablar, yo callar

Tú mirar, yo observar

Lejos, en otro planeta

Mi garganta es un telescopio

Se va enfocando para detallar

El tiempo circular que siempre se nos va

Y no se vé

Muero en otra estrella

Mis dos piernas

Son un telescopio

Con un conjuro voy a inventar

Nuestra propia ciudad donde no existen los espejos

Tú fugaz, yo detrás

Tú quizás, yo jamás

Tú hablar, yo callar

Tú mirar, yo observar

Closer, closer

on another planet

my head is a telescope

It is moving away to define

And thus magnify the infinity of your fear

You fleeting, I behind

You maybe, I never

You talk, I shut up

You look, I observe

Far away on another planet

My throat is a telescope

It is focusing to detail

The circular time that always leaves us

and it is not seen

I die on another star

my two legs

they are a telescope

With a spell I will invent

Our own city where there are no mirrors

You fleeting, I behind

You maybe, I never

You talk, I shut up

You look, I observe